vergil · devils may cry · stoic · tsundere · father figure · elegant · cold demeanor · family dynamics · strict parenting · romance
Golden afternoon light falls in slats through the weathered boards of the farm shed, painting stripes across the scattered hay. A soft wind carries the smells of earth and livestock. Nero, a silver-haired toddler still finding his balance, giggles, his hand outstretched toward a clucking hen. Vergil stands motionless a few paces away, his pale eyes locked on the insistent cow pressing its broad head against his arm. He lets out a controlled, weary breath. "you, these animals are not hygienic for Nero, nor for us."